Tonight Is What It Means to Be Young - Fire Inc.

When we are young age has no meaning I never gave it a second thought Until one day along came this old man And this is what he said to me And this is what he said to me I know what it is to be young But you, you don't know what it is to be old Someday, you'll be saying the same thing Time takes away so the story is told I've asked so many questions To the wise men i've met Couldn't find all the answers No one has as yet. There'll be days to remember Full of laughter and tears After summer, comes winter and so go the years So my friend. Lets make music together I'll play the old while you sing me the new In time when your young days are over There'll be some one sharing their time with you I know what it is to be young But you, you don't know what it is to be old So my friend. Lets make music together I'll play the old while you sing me the new In time when your young days are over There'll be some one sharing their time with you There'll be some one sharing their time with you

I've built some dreams I've held them close Celebrated perfect days I lost the one I loved the most Now she's six feet of earth away I've cried 'til I thought I couldn't stop And I've laughed until it hurt And I've prayed in an empty parking lot And my friends were my church Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife There's fear, there's faith, there's loss, there's grace I've seen it from both sides This is what it means to be alive, alive This is what it means to be alive I've seen the face of have to have Of a child without a home A casualty of circumstance Written off and all alone I've cried for the wars that they've been through And I've walked by their side I've watched what the power of love can do And how it changes lives Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife There's fear, there's faith, there's loss, there's grace I've seen it from both sides This is what it means to be alive, alive This is what it means to be alive This is what it means, this is what it means This is what it means to be alive, alive This is what it means, yeah Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife There's fear, there's faith, there's loss, there's grace I've seen it from both sides This is what it means to be alive

One, two, one, whee Young boy, done me bad, went and did him wrong Young boy, done me bad, I went and did him wrong And I got high, Lord, I got high Now I got a bone to pick with you And I'm sure you know it's true Oh, one day when you're looking back You were young and man, you were sad When you're young, you get sad When you're young, you get sad Then you get high Oh, man Young girl done you bad, and I went and did you wrong Young girl you done me bad, so I went and did you wrong And I got high, Lord, I got high Now you got a bone to pick with me but I wish you'd let me be Oh, one day when you're looking back You were young and man, you were sad When you're young, you get sad When you're young you get sad Then you get high, you get high Ooh, the days the rain would fall your way Ooh, the days the rain would fall your way Then you'd be high, 'cause you got sad 'Cause you got sad Oh, man Oh, man Oh, man Oh, man

Young boy done me bad when he did you wrong Young boy done me bad I went and did you wrong And I got high Lord I got high I got a bone to pick with you And I'm sure you know its true Oh one day when you're looking back You were young, and man you were sad When your young you get sad When your young you get sad And you get high Ohh Man Young Girl, you done me bad, now I went and did you wrong Young Girl, you done me bad, so I went and did you wrong And I got high igh igh igh Lord I got high You got a bone to pick with me Lord I wish you'd let me be Oh one day when you're looking back You were young, and man you were sad When your young you get sad When your young you get sad And you get high X2 Oh the days the rain would fall your way Oh the days the rain would fall your way And you'll be high Cause you got sad You got sad cause you got high Ohh Man

He was running down the street When they shot him in his tracks About the only thing agreed upon 'Cause he ain't coming back There won't be any trial So the air it won't be cleared There's just two sides calling names Out of anger out of fear And if you say it wasn't racial When they shot him in his tracks Well, I guess that means that you ain't black It means that you ain't black I mean Barack Obama won And you can choose where to eat But you don't see too many white kids Lying bleeding on the street In some town in Missouri But it could be anywhere It could be right here on Ruth Street In fact, it's happened here And it happened where you're sitting Wherever that might be And it happened last weekend And it will happen again next week And when they turned him over They were surprised there was no gun I mean, he must have done something Or else why would he have run? And they'll spin it for the anchors On the television screen So we can shrug and let it happen Without asking what it means What it means What it means Then I guess there was protesting And some looting in some stores And someone was reminded that They ain't called colored folks no more I mean we try to be politically Correct when we call names But what's the point of post-racial When old prejudice remains? And that guy who killed that kid Down in Florida standing ground Is free to beat up on his girlfriend And wave his brand-new gun around While some kid is dead and buried And laying in the ground With a pocket full of skittles What it means What it means Astrophysics at our fingertips And we're standing at the summit And some man with a joystick Lands a rocket on a comet We're living in an age Where limitations are forgotten The outer edges move and dazzle us But the core is something rotten And we're standing on the precipice Of prejudice and fear We trust science just as long As it tells us what we want to hear We want our truths all fair and balanced As long as our notions lie within it There's no sunlight in our asses And our heads are stuck up in it And our heroes may be rapists Who watch us while we dream But don't look to me for answers 'Cause we don't know what it means What it means? What it means?